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She says, “This time it will be different.
This time you'll be fine.
If you just take me, I'll be your friend,
and make everything all right.”
And it's not that I really want her,
but I can't say I don't
I let her in cos she's my friend
who's always there when I'm alone
I let her in out of habit
I let her in cos I'm bored
When I take her down and give her a spin,
in my mind she's pirouetting down the drain,
but when I look, it's my glass that she's found.
And every morning I feel the pain
I wish that I could pour her down the drain,
but it's so hard each night she comes around.
And she's pulling me, pulling me down.
And maybe I went off the deep end,
never tried to swim back up,
just flailed my arms and legs a bit,
and then decided just to float
Cos I had a blind date set with Temperance,
but I never showed
Cos my old friend, she called me again,
and said, “Meet me up the road”
She'll give you what you want until you kick her out the door
She'll give you what you want until you don't want it no more
She'll give you what you wanted til you're crawling to her on the floor
She'll give you what you wanted til you want it baby,
And she's got me.
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Miss America [demo]
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Do you remember those Bellingham summer days
when we'd sip Oly tall-boys in the grass;
And we'd walk down State and Holly Streets
to meet our friends for the party at the High Street house?
Well we've come so far from where we'd begun
I wish I'd walked instead of run
I guess I never realized just how happy I was
I'm back in this life again,
but this down just ain't the same
It's not like the place I'm from
But I didn't love it til I left
I thought I'd leave and not look back,
but I guess there's something I miss
I guess I miss my home
And there were those days at my parents' place
brewing with my dad on the back deck
And I'd drive with my bud to town at night
to see what we could find on the racks at Everyday
But I've lost friends along the way
I've learned from plenty of mistakes
I'm not sure I have a home to go back to anymore
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What am I doing here? What am I doing with this life,
When every day I feel like I'm just floating through the night,
and I can't see, and I don't know how to get out?
When I was younger, I never worried much at all,
but now I feel like I can't do anything much at all.
It ain't been too long, but I went wrong and I can't get out
I'm too young to feel this old
I don't know how it got this way
I was here but now I'm gone,
and I'm not sure I'll ever feel the same
And I can't sleep at night,
and I'm not there even in the day
And I don't think that I will ever feel the same
The girls at the bars I meet seem so happy and full of life
They tell me to call before their cabs disappear into the night,
but by the light of day, I guess they see something I don't
The wind at my collar and the lights on the tree say that it's time
to find someone to hold, and believe I've really tried,
but the phone just rings, and I'm just sat here alone
Well maybe I should medicate better than drinking til I can sleep,
and maybe I should I get away from this flat and the company I don't keep
Because I'm living in the city I always wanted to be my home,
but I don't think I've ever found myself feeling more alone
I'll never feel the same
No, I'll never feel the same
I was here but now I'm gone,
and I don't think I'll ever feel the same
And I can't sleep at night,
and I'm not there even in the day
And I don't think that I will ever feel the same
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Val Bauer Portland, Oregon
From Portland, Oregon, Val Bauer writes songs of earnest confessionalism, following in the songwriter tradition but built on a pop-punk foundation. Val's music is about the struggle, but also the optimism that it's possible to not have to accept what's given us; that we're all fighting the same fight, and that we're not alone. ... more
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